Sunday, April 27, 2014

Hymn-ful Sundays! "In the Garden"

This lovely hymn was written by American songwriter Charles Austen Miles, a former pharmacist who worked for Hall-Mack publishers at the turn of the 20th century.

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.

 And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

 He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
C Austen Miles

I love this hymn because of the way the writer speaks of intimacy with Jesus. It's such a great picture of how it is to walk closely with God, as if meeting a dearly loved one in the garden, spending time with Him there.

Be blessed and shine with intimacy with Christ!

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